The Billionaire’s Son Chose Me!

Arya and Chloe were both handcuffed and pushed into the police van..

Vanessa and Lora waved at them as the van slowly moved away..

“That was bold of you Vanessa, have you thought of what Kyle might do to you once he finds out that you’re responsible for everything?”

Vanessa chuckled and wore back her sunglasses, her driver opened the door to the black Maybach GLS waiting for her..

She got in and whined down the windshield “Oh Lora you worry too much.. I have that covered come on! hop in babe”

Lora sighed and walked around to the other side of the car and hopped in..

“You are something else entirely” Lora murmured with a small smile..

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In a large living room with an oasis of modern luxury and a bit of ancestral touch . The ceilings were high and vaulted, with hidden spotlights that created a warm, ambient glow.

In the center of the room hung a sleek glass chandelier like a piece of art commanding the attention of all who entered..

The walls were paneled in dark wood, and the room felt light and airy.

The floor to ceiling windows flooded the space with natural light, and the marble fireplace added a touch of old world glamour.

The furnitures were carefully chosen to balance comfort with style.

There were plump and overstuffed pillows on the leather couches which were adorned and inviting guests to sink into the soft embrace.

An old man sat on one of the leather couch’s reading a newspaper while a middle aged man dressed in black suit stood beside him with his head bowed he seemed to be a butler of the house..

“Old master, Dennis and his wife are here to see you” The butler announced with his head still bowed.

Andrew hummed in reply while his gaze remained focus on the news paper he was currently engrossed in..

Not too long light footsteps were heard which diverted his attention..

“Father” Dennis, old master Anderson’s foster son called out..

Andrew flashed him a small smile and gently placed the newspaper away..

“Greetings child” he remarked..

Rita, Dennis’s wife walked elegantly towards the old master with a wrapped gift box..

She was a plump and chubby lady with high grace as she might presume, she smiled at him while placing the box beside him..

“It’s so good to see you again father”..

Andrew’s eyes fell on the wrapped box which Rita took as a cue to tell him about it..

“Oh about this, it’s your favorite jasmine tea it’s just a little gift from Dennis and I”

The butler took the box and left with it leaving the three to themselves..

There was a long silence between them before Rita cleared her throat, she nudged her husband urging him to speak out but the latter shrugged..

“Umm father, Dennis has something urgent to speak to you about and I think it’s related to the company” Rita said breaking off the weird and awkward silence..

Andrew rose up to his feet “Let’s have this conversation in the study Dennis”

Dennis nodded and tailed behind his foster father, he glanced back at his wife who gave him a thumbs up..

Rita looked around the living room and scoffed “Living in luxury! hmph! and he left us alone to live in poverty, how selfish! ”

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Arya banged her hands on the iron bars of the cell where she and Chloe were locked up in..

“At least let us make a phone call! I know my rights!”

Chloe sat limp on the hard ground, she had no one reliable to call for help, her family were filled with jackass..

The male officer chuckled “Rights you say miss?”

Arya’s brows drew together “It’s Mrs! don’t you know what will befall you for locking up Mr Kyle Anderson’s wife?”

The officer walked closer to the cell “Mr Anderson’s wife? oh well he is also my biological father, I guess you’re my mother then!” He said in mockery and walked away..

“Hey guys! didn’t you hear what that lady over there just said? she said she is the lady of the Anderson’s”

A loud laughter erupted soon after he dropped the joke to his colleagues..

Arya rolled her eyes, well that was the truth! if his name couldn’t get her out of here then what will?

“I’m his wife you freaky pole!” Arya suddenly yelled out causing Chloe to rise up to her feet hurriedly..

“Arya cut it out! no one really knows that you’re Mr Anderson’s wife, I mean some knows, there was no wedding to clarify that while other sees that as a rumor”

Arya folded her arms beneath her bossom, she scoffed in sarcasm “There must be a way out, even though we hate each other he can’t be so heartless to ignore this huge mess”

Chloe touched Arya’s arm “Don’t fret Arya, he will come”

Almost immediately a little commotion was heard outside..

“Mr Anderson..”

Arya rushed back to the bars to try and take a look when she heard his name..

“I think he is here!” Chloe exclaimed happily..

Soon after a female officer hurriedly walked to the locked cell and unlocked it..

“We are so sorry miss we had no idea that you were related to Mr Anderson.”

Arya huffed and walked out hurriedly totally ignoring the police lady who was speaking to her..

Chloe made an attempt to step out only to be pushed back into the cell..

“And where do you think you’re going miss?”

Chloe’s lips fell open “What? she’s my boss and also my best friend so we are practically related!”

“Hmm criminals say the worst things, but your type is definitely rare”

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Arya’s steps stopped halfway when the man who was surrounded with guards turned towards her..

“Hello Mrs Anderson” He called out with a flirty smile while running his hand through his hair..

He had a pair of sharp black orbs and inky black hair that was styled to perfection..

His high cheekbones and sharp jawline combined with those inviting plump lips of his could make any sane lady drool and go completely insane..

Arya had a confused look on her face, where was Mr Anderson? and who the hell was this handsome stranger?

He chuckled at her expression “You can call me Martin”

Arya snapped out of her daze when she saw his hands stretched out towards her..

“who are you? and Chloe…Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Chloe?” she turned behind her to see an empty space..

A loud and fast footstep was heard before Chloe suddenly appeared with the police woman running behind her..

“Arya! she doesn’t want to let me go!”

“Ma’am she came here with me, she’s my friend let her go!”

The police woman released her grip on Chloe “She isn’t an Anderson, just an employee at your restaurant”

“She is my fiancee” Martin openly declared which caused Chloe’s brows to arch..

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Dennis looked around the study room as if searching for something before he took a seat.

The butler came in with two pipping hot cup of tea for the two and left soon after..

“Father about the..

“Real estate project that I gave to Kyle to handle, you’re here to talk about your rights over it” Andrew predicted and picked up his cup of tea..

Dennis’s knuckles tightened, that was right on the head!

“Yes father.. that project should have been mine, Kyle is just a kid to handle such a large project”

Andrew chuckled and took a sip of his tea “Dennis, I gave Kyle that project because he is more learned in that aspect than you are”

Dennis took in a deep breath, he had a hunch about this..

“What? all my life I’ve dedicated everything I had to our company and you still gave all to Kyle who is just a kid?”

“I have a reason for doing that Dennis don’t think this much.. he has been handling our companies well even way better than I did”

Dennis sprang up to his feet in anger “Are you really sure that you are doing this because of that? or the fact that I am not your real child?!”

“That’s not true Dennis, I care about you just like I care about Kyle and Jake, you three are the pride of the Anderson’s and nothing will change that in my heart”

“Then why am I in the least position in the company?!”

Andrew rose up to his feet..

“Because you are…

He clutched his chest in pain gasping for air, his eyes widened for a moment till he slumped back on his seat.

“Father! father! what’s the matter?! is anyone there?”